

WisemanI'm a bringer of peace, a friend and an assistant. I listen, i talk, i help and i heal, for all of those who need it. But i cannot help myself, for i dont believe my web of lies. i feed you shit, and you listen to it, believing i am wise. i cannot help you when i myself need to be consoled. i need more attention than anyone my façade is getting old. truth is i know nothing, the error of your ways i dont show. of my expirences i have none, nothing of you pain will i know.Wiseman
i am not the prophet you seek,
i will not show you the light while i myself am lost in the dark.


A story of EcclesiaBehold, For I am a Land Without People, a sun drenched desert and a roaring river. Behold, For I am A Man who loves no one, a solitude and a prayer. behold, For I am A Journey unending, a step towards salvation and deceit. I am A winding Road and a Sleeping Body, I hunger seeking my home. Left But not Gone I walk Towards forever, seeking my everything alone.A story of Ecclesia


For JamieLet me speak my resurrection, as you gaze upon my in perfection. The gain the loss, the wondering why. The seeking your own alibi. To lose one so close or far. makes one question who we really are. she lived her life and gave nothing back, but deep inside something cracked. ill miss you love, for now and more. You've taken the key to my hearts door.For Jamie
For past, for future, forevermore.....


Missing YouI want to tell you how it feels, thinking you don't care. To yell at you, to cry to you, but of it i don't dare. As much as now im hurting killing myself inside. Its better for both you and i if it i try to hide. My every breathe id give to you, be it what you require I'd give all i have do you, fulfill your every desire. But to me you used to give all but the lack of one costs more. Part of you he took with him, part of us he tore. Now i feel empty, and the loss of such good a friend. I know our story does continue, i know this be not the end. Deep down i know you care, and that itMissing You


MuffinsO my mighty and wondrous muffin! Thy crenulated sides do me beckon- Thy delectably succulent stuffin' Creates a most tasty treat I reckon.Muffins
Thy top so brown and so spectacular And thy chocolate that's so very sweet Have created my lapse to vernacular- With irresistable charm thou'rt replete. The English have perverted thy goodness With the English muffin as it is called I think that I shall demand some redress- Their mad shamelessness has left me appalled. And now that I have sung thy temptations I cave and


Blood HoundOne day, my life got washed away by a flood, so suddenly it came, yet it went so slow. And the flowers bloomed on the flow and out of the wine, grew a leaf bud. But where the flowers died long ago there was no life, only some mud. I gave you a taste of my own blood just a little drop, to let you know. Just like a hound, that drop was not enough. You wanted more, that you could explore. You wanted more, of my precious red stuff. So you tracked me down, just like before and tore me apart, oh so rough. Until I was there, no more.Blood Hound
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But to be yourself is all that you can do. - Audioslave
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But to be yourself is all that you can do. - Audioslave
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Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans ~John Lennon
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But to be yourself is all that you can do. - Audioslave
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